Night rides are best spent exploring the grimy underside of things, at least that’s always been my prevailing opinion. Nothing like ‘cross bikes, charged lights and a sense of adventure. Knog came to town with a bag full of lights and we got together a few friends for a couple of hours of the finest bike paths, dirt trails and renegade no man’s land railroad track riding we could throw together within city limits. Light car and lighter trail traffic make night riding all the better, even if on this particular evening rain made for some treacherous bridge crossings and wet feet all around. Stopped for some backpack beers atop a soon to be developed wasteland, hopped the tracks where trails unofficially converge, filled our stomachs with sandwiches that feature it all. Great times, as all friendly night rides should be.